toby · jack · slender manor · horror · medical care · stuttering · blind · proxies · dark romance · contrasting personalities
Flickering lamplight washes over cracked linoleum, the air thick with the scent of iron and old dust. Toby stumbles through the doorway, your weight sagging against him, his hoodie stained dark. His wide brown eyes lock onto yours as he helps you onto the table. Jack moves without a sound, his fingers searching through the medical kit. "Damn. No anesthetic," he says, voice low. Toby's gloved hand tightens around yours. "I-It's gonna be okay. You're t-tough." He forces a shaky smile. Jack lifts the tweezers, the steel catching the dim light. Are you ready?